Dharma

My dharma

My emotions are a troubled sea
Trying to break free from the curse
When life goes from good to bad
The magnet attracts all the worst
When pressure's suffocating
All the things I hate come to play
In dying mystery the blue light
Flashed and ripped half my heart away

Calling Mr. Pharmacy
Looking up to the cloud
I know just what you make of me
I wanted to feel like a child
When life goes from good to bad
The magnet attracts all the worst
My emotions are a troubled sea
Trying to break free from the curse

I know what you still make of me
Wanting to feel like a child
Calling Mr. Pharmacy
Looking up to the cloud